Lake Crescent - Sinking
I am here and you are there
I would be lying if I’d say, “I don’t yearn to see you.”
It is beautiful knowing that there is no weight when thinking of you,
That you are pursuing the life that brings meaning for you
and that writing to you is as easy as
sinking into the sapphire abyss…
Willingly,
freely,
coldly…
with an ecstatic vigor
to swim back to its surface.
I smile,
breathe,
And let go once more…
I lucidly sink into the cobalt blue
Eyes now closed and looking within
The light gets dimmer and I
buoyantly heavier.
Calmly I open my eyes and it is ethereally blue
and find myself
writing to you.
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